I’m at another crossroads again. I imagine I’ll be here for a while. Sure, I could plow ahead on the path I think I should choose. But I’ve done that before with bad results and I now understand the futility and frustration. I want God to show and direct me. I want His will and not mine.
His will is not the path I would naturally select, given my circumstances and perceived inadequacies. However if it truly is His will, He will give me the strength, wisdom and understanding to do the task set before me. He knows the big picture. He knows all the circumstances and He knows what is best for me.
On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night. Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings. My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me. Psalm 63:6-8 (NIV)
Not My Will
Speak to me Father
Give me your thoughts
Mold me into the woman you want me to be
Give me faith where I have unbelief
Give me courage where there is fear
Impart obedience and humility
When my stubborn pride demands its way
Give me peace during uncertainty
Not my will but yours